PEEKTURES?

Oh boy, my blog is totally peekturelesss.
I also cannot tahan the manymanymany words.

But what to do?
Where got time to upload pictures.
I must study.


WAHHAHAHHAHHAA.
*wipes eyes*
No lah, kidding.
At the rate I'm "studying", the tears will be real really soon.
I almost fell asleep in class today cause the lecturer droned on and on about interest rates, exchange rates and inflation.
For three. straight. hours.
interest rates. exchange rates. inflation.
On. and. on. and. on.
All the variables and whatnots in the formulae (plural for formulas, i checked it up!) so stop wrinkling your noses and questioning my typing.
They became meaningless after a while, the different formulae and his voice just blurred into a very irritating and never-ending dream.
BLEURGH.

No.
The reason why I dunch have peektures up is that either Blogger or Mozilla Firefox is on PMS. They refuse to upload the pictures.
Super laggy, so I PMS back lah.

Also, i'm currently busy reading The Runaway Jury from John Grisham,
and it's damn blardy good!
Sorry about the language, it was initially between blardy and damn.
But it's so superb, that using just one bad word cannot do it justice.
I've watched the movie before, but the book's just un-put-downable.

Angel and Mortal
Dear mortal, where's my reply and snack??!!
I was just talking to Sye Ling about it in the lift,
when Michelle Chan came in with a bag from SUBWAY for her ANGEL!
WEIIIIIIIII.
Of course I don't want subway's yummy tuna sub or their slurp-licious double choc chip cookies, silly.
I just want your note.